Coffee Brews Love (BoyxBoy)

▪ Chapter 7 ▪

[Lucas POV]

I didn't have the energy to fight Yoshiro back. My grumbling stomach didn't want me to fight back either. He couldn't do much more harm than he already has, so whatever.

I slumped down on the couch quietly as I cuddled up in the blanket I had grabbed off of the couch. I grabbed the TV remote and turned on Netflix. I scrolled through some movies until I settled on watching Men In Black 3.

A few minutes later, Yoshiro came walking out of the kitchen and set a tray of food in front of me.

.....sushi??

I looked up at Yoshiro quizzically, "Where is this from?"

He smiled, "Umeko told me you liked sushi so I picked some up on my way here. If you don't have an appetite right now I understand."

"N-no, it's fine. Thanks..." a small blush crept onto my cheeks.

I picked up the chopsticks and started shoving the delicious food inside my mouth.

Yoshiro glanced down at where my feet were laying as he asked carefully, "Can I?"

I'm guessing he was asking if he could sit down."Of course, just let me move my-" but I was cut off by Yoshiro picking up my feet, sitting down, and placing my feet back onto his lap.

"O-or that....." I looked away awkwardly, not really knowing what to do.

"Did I make you uncomfortable? I can move-"

"N-no you're fine..."

Usually I would've just shoved him off because I hated physical contact with anyone, but today.....

I didn't tell him to screw off when he came barging in. I mean, I don't really mind his company, but if he takes it any farther I'll have to kick him out.

[Yoshiro POV]

I don't know why Lucas was staring at me. Maybe he's on guard because of yesterday? I felt bad.

I feel like he's in this state because of me. All I did was ask him to dinner.

With my dying curiosity I had to ask him.

"Hey Lucas..."

He took a break from shoving food in his mouth. Our eyes met.

"Can I ask you something?"

He looked away, "what" he replied with an empty tone, almost like he knew what I was going to ask.

"What happened yesterday?"

He went silent.

We sat there in silence for a few moments.

"If you don't want to talk about it I understand."

"N-no it's ok." He replied.

This was making him uncomfortable I could tell. But I just want to understand what's going on.

"U-umm..." he started, "Well I've b-been through some s-stuff that's caused me to.... I guess strongly dislike r-romance stuff..." he was tripping over his words.

"M-my mom kinda left a bad impression on me and I'm j-just..... scared?" He shifted slightly underneath his blanket. 

"That's why you didn't want to go to dinner?" I'm an idiot for asking this.

He shrugged as if it didn't matter.

"I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable." I apologized.

"You didn't know. It's ok."

The air then grew awkward again, we both had nothing to say.

Lucas grabbed the remote and turned up the volume on the TV as we turned our attention towards the movie.

Lucas' feet were still in my lap, me and him started laughing and talking about the movie, he was eating the food I brought him, everything soon turned out fine.

The bad part is that the more I spend time with him, the deeper I'm falling. I'm practically digging a hole for myself.

How frustrating

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Sorry that it's short, I've been a little busy lately. Hope you enjoy!